Lu Yuan: Do You Want to See My Martial Soul?

"Little San, don't hesitate. Use the Seven-in-One Fusion!" Seeing Tang San hesitate, seemingly still hoping to defeat Lu Yuan through his own strength, Grandmaster grew anxious and immediately shouted.

Lu Yuan's displayed strength had thoroughly terrified him. With just one hand, he had toyed with Tang San, who had activated all his ten-thousand-year soul rings, and with a casual strike, he had blasted a huge hole in the arena platform, which could withstand attacks from a Soul Sage.

That level of strength was far beyond what Tang San and the others could defeat individually.

Even if Tang San and the others joined forces, it would be the same. The battle just now had thoroughly proven it. Dai Mubai and Yu Tianheng had both transformed their Martial Souls, greatly increasing their strength. Tang San had even used his all-ten-thousand-year Clear Sky Hammer and unleashed a ten-thousand-year soul ring skill. But so what?

Lu Yuan had still beaten them down with one hand. There had truly been no suspense whatsoever. The two sides were simply not on the same level.

Continuing would only waste time and result in severe injuries for nothing. Only by joining forces and using the Seven-in-One Fusion Skill would they have any chance of victory.

Though by now, Yu Xiaogang no longer possessed that absolute confidence in victory.

Could the Seven-in-One Fusion Skill really defeat Lu Yuan?

Yu Xiaogang did not dare say for certain, but one thing was certain: this was Tang San and the others' last hope.

"How dare you interfere with the match by speaking out of turn!" The moment Yu Xiaogang spoke, the Red Cardinal immediately rebuked him.

According to the rules of the competition, once a match officially began, the instructors of both sides could no longer offer guidance to their contestants. Otherwise,